No author's note for this chapter. Except for the fact I'm listening to 'Before You Start Your Day' by Twenty One Pilots on loop while writing this. This chapter is dedicated to Renee! (If you want a chapter dedicated to you, all you gotta do is give the story a review. That simple. You could even just say 'hi' for all I care) Please enjoy the next Installment of Perfect Other Half!
-Black Star-
The group braked abruptly in front of an abandoned building, Kid jumping off Myra's motorcycle before anyone else could comprehend where they were. Black Star, however, had a bad feeling about this place. He looked down at his feet, seeing spiders run around the ground in a confused mass while Kid ran to the door of the building.
"Kid wait! This isn't the place!" Black Star yelled to him. Kid slowed his progression before turning around to face Black Star.
"What do you mean? Of course it is! The spiders were called here," He argued. Black Star shook his head and walked over to Kid.
"Look at them. They are confused," Black Star gestured to the ground where the spiders were crawling. "Arachne did this on purpose. She knew we were coming and led us in the wrong direction."
"We'll never find where the witches are now," Liz added. "Those spiders were our only lead. Medusa and Shaula aren't stupid. A bunch of Snakes and Scorpions all going the same direction is sure to raise suspicion, which is why they didn't do it. Arachne is able to get away with stuff like this."
"Well, then we need to keep looking," Kid said.
"And how do you propose we find their hideout? They know we're coming, it's not going to be easy," Black Star told Kid.
"We will find it. We have to," Kid looked at Black Star. Earlier Black Star had thought Kid was just angry, but now he could see that Kid was more scared than anything else.
"Hey, I said it wasn't going to be easy, not that we couldn't do it," Black Star gave Kid a reassuring smile and clapped him on the back. "Come on, the longer we stand here, the longer everyone else is stuck with the Witches."
"You're right," Kid nodded. "Let's go."
The two boys hopped onto the motorcycles once more, their weapon partners right behind them on the seats, and they were off again. They would search every nook and cranny of Death City for their friends.
-Myra-
The red headed girl listened to Arachne as she explained what Myra's job was. Myra smiled a sinister smile as the plan was revealed, she liked it more and more with each word leaving the Spider Queen's lips.
"You won't regret it, Lady Arachne. I promise the deed shall be done swiftly," Myra replied once Arachne finished speaking.
"Good. Now, why don't you have a little fun with the prisoners until one of us calls you back," Arachne instructed Myra. She thanked Arachne and bowed, letting her hair, which was now just barely longer than her chin, fall over her face before leaving. The young, red-headed girl walked briskly to the room where the prisoners were kept, and when she arrived at the door, she pulled out her brand new dagger the Medusa had given to her.
"Myra! You're okay! I was so worried, I thought-" Maka started when she saw her sister.
"Shut up," Myra interrupted, giving Maka a dirty look.
"Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? That's your sister, we were all worried about you," Donna scolded her meister. Myra began to cackle.
"Sister?" she said, as if the thought amused her. "I have no sister. The only 'Sister' I know of, are my Ladies whom I serve." Soul's eyes went wide, as did the other girls in the room.
"No, you know that isn't true. Myra, it's me. Your twin sister! When we turned six, you dumped three cupcakes on my head and I splashed apple juice in your face! I forced you to meet your friends, our friends. You met your boyfriend that day!" Maka pleaded.
"I have no time for things as trivial as friends or relationships," Myra replied with a dead stare at Maka. She then gave the pigtailed girl a wicked grin. "Well, Lady Arachne did say I could have fun with you all. I intend to do so." She moved toward Maka, twirling her dagger in her hand.
"Myra, snap out of it, whatever they did to you is bad, this isn't you," Soul said from across the room, inching his way forward.
"They did nothing to me, but I'm going to do something to you all. Your clothing is just so plain, it would look a lot prettier stained blood red," Myra taunted Maka, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Maka tried to scoot away, but Myra was faster and pinned her to the ground, the tip of her dagger tracing Maka's jawline. "Such fair skin. So smooth and unblemished. It'd be a shame if- oops." Myra made a swift cut in Maka's cheek, leaving behind a trail of blood.
"Sis, please. Stop it, this isn't you. I know you better than anyone," Myra begged, hoping that something would trigger Myra to bring her sister back. But it didn't work. Myra continued making cuts on her sister's skin. Of course, she didn't remember Maka being her sister. She didn't remember any of them. Not the three in the cell, not her best friend Chrona, not Black Star, or Tsubaki, or Liz and Patty, not even Kid who she was in love with. She couldn't remember her dad or her mom, Lord Death, or Stein. Not a single person she knew before coming to this place did she remember, because of the simple fact that the Gorgon sisters took her memory and changed her look so she wouldn't be recognized right away.
Donna cringed and leaned on Soul as Maka screamed in agony with every slice Myra made on her skin. Down the hall, another figure gained pleasure from the screams as well. This male had pink hair and black blood. Medusa had special plans for her child, which was never revealed to the other two Gorgon sisters. Though, he was still a part of the plan to take over.
Once Myra had finished slicing the skin of her forgotten sister, she turned to the couple, huddling together, Soul protectively covering Donna with his own body. Maka, with what strength she had, sat up to look at her weapon partner, terrified of what her sister might do, not knowing if she remembered the huge scar across Soul's chest from when he and Maka first fought Chrona or not. The brunette cringed at the thought as Myra moved closer to him, wiping the blood from her dagger on her shirt.
Soul protectively moved Donna further behind him as Myra moved closer to them. She smirked at the gesture. "How sweet," She said. "I hate sweet." As Myra stepped forward, Soul kicked out his leg and swept it under the Red Haired girl's feet, making her fall to the ground. "Well that wasn't very nice." Myra stood up.
"Neither are you. Just tell us what happened, Myra. We want to help you," Donna pleaded with her meister.
"Nothing happened to me. I'm simply following my given orders. And eventually, all of you and your friends will die," she smirked and started laughing.
"You don't have the balls to kill us. And you definitely don't have the balls to kill Kid," it was Soul's turn to smirk. He had thought he had the upper hand with that comment. It did have some effect on Myra; her face faltered for a moment, just a single moment as if hearing Kid's name spoken had triggered something in her, before retaining her superior stand over the albino.
"You doubt my strength? My power? Maybe I should remind you with whom you are speaking with," Myra was angry now.
"Doubt you? No, I know full well you are capable of killing. It's just a matter of who and what. And you certainly can't kill Kid."
"I can, and I will. It is already predetermined by Lady Arachne that I will be the one to end his miserable life. One way or another."
Soul shook his head to himself, knowing that the Myra he knew was still in there somewhere. Or at least he hoped she was.
-Kid-
It had been three days and the group was starting to lose confidence that they would ever find their friends. The five settled down to eat lunch, but no one spoke, all of them discouraged. Kid had become especially depressed with every wrong location they went to. His friends encouraged him to eat, saying that he wouldn't do Myra any good being starved and weak during their planned rescue. To stop their persistence, Kid ate half of his turkey sandwich and two potato chips. As much as he didn't feel like eating, his friends were right. He needed to keep up his strength so he could kill the witches once and for all, and that was what kept him going. That, and wanting, no, needing to see Myra again. Kid longed to see her face, he prayed that she was unharmed and alive. As much as he insisted that he wanted to rescue everyone, his travelling companions knew that he was just doing it for his girlfriend.
"There's still plenty of places we haven't looked," Tsubaki said, breaking the silence.
"But all of them are either run down shacks or extremely public places. That's not the witches style," Liz added.
"True," Tsubaki replied, the group becoming quiet again.
"Hey, what if they took them outside of Death City?" Black Star suggested.
"Then there's just more ground to cover. They could be anywhere in the world and it could take years to find them. By that time they could all be dead," Kid said in a monotonous tone.
"Well yeah, but even then we would know what happened to them and at least avenge their deaths," Black Star said.
"Can we please stop talking about our friends dying? That'd be great. Because I for one would rather think of them being alive and needing our help to get them the fuck out of wherever they are!" Patty exclaimed in a non-Patty way. She had completely become a different person the past couple days. Matured, focused, finally acting her age.
"Patty's right guys. Let's stop with all that. We can find them," Liz said, placing a hand on Kid's shoulder. "We will find them."
Black Star had a sudden outburst that made everyone in the group jump in surprise. "C'mon guys. I've got a lead. I can sense Medusa's soul wavelength within twenty miles from here! Let's go we're burnin daylight!" He exclaimed jumping from his seat. The rest of the group looked at each other stunned for a moment before registering what Black Star had just said.
"Lead the way, Black Star. Liz! Patty!" Kid called to his weapons. Liz had already transformed and was being held in Patty's hand, ready to go. The group then ran to the Motorcycles, hopped on and revved each engine.
"YAHOOO!" Black Star yelled as they sped off, going way over the speed limit. None of them cared, nothing else mattered to them at that point. Finally, one of the Gorgons had screwed up and unlocked her soul to be sensed by the trained meister. The only reason Kid didn't sense it first was because he was too lost in thought.
It was a few minutes into the ride when Kid and Black Star sensed another familiar witch soul. Shaula had unlocked hers, making the connection stronger, steering the two males towards the location. Now, they had narrowed down the general area of where they might be at, they would only be able to pinpoint it if Arachne unlocked her soul. But she didn't. The whole ride was time for plan making. Weaving in and out of the traffic lanes, Kid started devising a plan. Black Star and Tsubaki would go find their friends while Kid dealt with the witches. He wanted to be the one to take them out, and his rage was enough energy he needed to do it.
When they finally came to a stop, it was on the outskirts of Death City. A large cast-iron gate was before them, opened and rusting. Dead grass with small patches of green here and there strewn about the lawn. And right in front of them was an old, victorian style house. Kid recognized it, though he hadn't been in that house in the last two centuries. It was his old home, how perfectly ironic that the witches would be here of all places. Kid smirked as he got off Myra's motorcycle, he knew this place like the back of his hand.
"So, what's the plan, Kid?" Black Star asked walking up next to him. Kid turned to look at his blue-haired friend.
"We split up. You go find everyone and get them out as fast as you can. I'll handle the witches," he said. "They're not gonna know what hit them."
"Well then," Black Star held out his hand to Kid. "Best of luck to you. Don't die in there. Tsubaki and I will come help you after we get everyone out." Kid nodded and shook hands with Black Star
"Good luck to you as well, my friend. Call Stein when you get them out with this," Kid handed a compact mirror to Black Star. "It already has the number in sharpie on it, all you have to do is say the thing when it's opened." Black Star took it gratefully and nodded. "Alright. Let's do this."
With that, the weapons transformed and the boys took off running into the house in different directions. I'm coming, Myra. Just hold on a while longer, Kid thought to himself. As he entered a large library, he heard a chilling voice speak.
"You think it will be that easy to get to us?" the voice spoke. However, no one else was in the room. "If you wish to find us, you must first defeat what we have in store for you. Each challenge will be more difficult than the last and the only way to win is to kill every single one. Good luck, you're going to need it." There was an echoing laugh after the voice finished speaking.
"Kid, what does that mean?" Patty asked.
"It means beating these bitches is going to be harder than I thought. But we can do it. One way or another," He answered.